8 months old!

Not by any means is she walking or crawling on her own. But she sure is happy to push the little walker around. She is so beautiful and fun.



I can't believe 8 months has already come and gone. Keith told me the other day that he thinks he is ready for another. It really made me think about it. Am I ready? Watching Logan and Dylan together is alot of fun. Thinking about having more so they can play and we can have more family activities sounds exciting, but babies sure are hard. If I could just get another one at 8 months maybe I would be ready. Another one means a bigger car, sharing rooms, getting fat again, more responsibility, and changing the baby to adult ratio. I am scared to be outnumbered. But, it also means more sweet spirits in our home. More love, more being loved, and more fun. Wow...I can't believe I am even thinking about it. My heart starts beating and I get really nervous when I think too hard about it. For now we will just leave it as a thought, but we probably won't leave 2 whole years between Dylan and the next one.




I always think about the scripture that says something like, become as little children so you can enter into the kingdom of God. I couldn't have put perfection into better words. They are so sweet, and innocent. Yet, Logan understands and always has a simple solution to all lifes problems. He genuinely loves and cares, and wants to be loved and cared for. He is always early to bed and early to rise. They love me and always forgive and forget anything that I do wrong. Really though...is there anything else as wonderful as being a parent. It is the hardest, most rewarding thing I have ever done. How can I not want more?